Murder Drones Oneshots

Serial Designation V VS Dummy Squadron-01

A squadron of eleven stealth planes flew onwards, each labeled with a letter of the English alphabet from A through K. Their objective was clear. Destroy Serial Designation V. This would also serve as the vital test run of the very first Dummy Squadron, designed to replace traditional disassembly drones and workers. Each carried precious cargo. V looked up, squinting. Extruding from each of the stealth planes was a...figure. Skin pale and white, spongy and rubbery almost.

"Deploying Dummy Squadron-01."

"Dummy System online, neural link between Dummy Units and Dummy System at 100% sync."

"Vitals confirmed."

"Dummy Designations A thru K at maximum operational capacity."

A hatch where their neck was kept inside the plane, allowing their long, snakelike necks and eyeless head with gnashing flat, humanlike teeth to hang free. No spirit lay behind that grotesque head. No soul, nothing besides the will of the Dummy System. The planes released each of them, one by one from their hatches, and they began free falling downwards. From their backs extended a pair of massive, feathery wings, unlike the bladed ones that the disassembly drones such as herself possessed. Dummy Units. Eleven of them, all here to destroy her. They began circling around her like vultures, making vocalizations that sounded somewhere between a demented human being, ape horse and cow. Something nothing natural should ever make.

"One VS eleven, huh?" 

"...I like those odds."

V grinned, trained on the soulless creatures circling overhead. Each landed one at a time with a thud, their weapons - massive dual bladed weapons with a handle to carry them - brandished. Dummy Designation A charged at her in tandem with Dummy Designation B, swinging their weapons. V leaped into the air and dodged out of the way, before slitting A's throat with her claws. She grabbed B's jaw and howled as she pried it open, eventually producing a brutal crunch sound as she tore it open, its throat filling with black blood. Dummy Designation C attacked from above, hurling its weapon at her. She was slashed by it, even as she dodged, and felt her blood leaking out a bit. She snarled and shot into the air, slashing C in half with her bare hands. Next up were D and E. They let out grotesque vocalizations as they leaped at her with a running start, spreading their wings for midair combat.

Although D was easily dispatched as she grabbed the Dummy Unit and broke its back, E managed to get a hold of her. Using its considerable strength E ripped open part of her metal armor and bit into her organics below. She howled in pain, but kicked the Dummy Unit off as it plummeted to the ground. She fired a few rounds into it to ensure it was dead. She swooped towards F, and grabbed it.

"DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU LOSERS COULD TAKE ME DOWN!?"

She shouted as she broke its spine on her knee, blood gushing out all over her.

"NOT IN A BILLION YEARS!

G and H charged her. They swung their weapons, and she countered with her own blade. G was heavily staggered, its weapon going flying back and stabbing into the ground. She punched her fist into its stomach as she tore out its intestines and strangled it with them.

"I AM SERIAL DESIGNATION V, AND I WILL DESTROY YOU BASTARDS!"

H landed and she had to roll back. She yelped as G's weapon sliced her, tearing off some of her metal plating. She caught herself on H's disarmed weapon and pulled it from the Earth, before swinging the giant weapon to counter G's attack. The two blades bounced off one another as she staggered back some. G regained its footing and swung brutally. She ducked and swung H's weapon expertly, chopping into G, and after some grinding, sending its head flying as a geyser of black blood erupted from its head stump. She swung the weapon around and chopped off I's legs, before bringing it down and cleaving the Dummy Unit in half. Dashing at its maximum speed, J charged into her and tackled her, biting into her neck. She cried out, before punching into its stomach, trying to tear it apart.

"YOU ARE ALL WEAK! AND YOU DARE CALL YOURSELVES DISASSEMBLY DRONES!? YOU'RE HARDLY WORKERS!!!"

But suddenly, K's weapon came flying at her. And it morphed into a form closer to a spear. She saw her life flashing before her eyes as she was stabbed directly between the eyes.

She screamed louder than she ever had before as her optic display flashed warning after warning at her. She fell limp, her body propped up by the giant spear poking out of the back of her head. But she felt something new. She heard a voice. A roar. A spirit. A heartbeat. She felt herself losing it. Was this how N felt? Was this the voice he heard in his moments before going Berserk? Her exposed began glowing as pale wings of energy slowly began growing from her back, the makings of a halo appearing above her head. But she saw something horrible - the units were regenerating. All of them. The dead ones, the ones whose guts had been torn apart, the ones she'd cut in half, the decapitated, all of them. Regrowing. She never had a chance. Figures...they were Disassembly Drones as well, no matter how strange and horrible. She sputtered, letting out and pained low howl that sounded nothing like her usual voice, but before she could achieve critical mass, she collapsed. She was done for. And the Dummy Units had succeeded in their mission.